Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 3: The Origin of Qi, Missed Opportunities
The morning sun has completely risen from the top of the mountain.

There was no longer any hazy purple air in the sky.

The two fought back and forth for nearly half an hour but there was still no sign of a winner. Instead, Mo Yu became more and more courageous.

At the beginning he could only passively defend and take a few punches from time to time, then he gradually adapted to the rhythm of the battle and began to try to counterattack, and finally he mastered all the moves in the battle and had a great time fighting.

At this moment, he is able to fight Song Qingshu on equal terms!

However, even though the existence of internal force greatly increased the endurance of the warriors in this world, half an hour of fierce fighting also brought the physical strength of the two to a dangerous level.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Mo Yu could actually fight with Senior Brother Song Qingshu to this extent. It's really amazing." Among the onlookers, the young Taoist priest who called Mo Yu to get up in the morning and brought him breakfast said with heartfelt emotion.

"Yeah, if it was me who went up there, I would have probably been defeated. Junior Brother Mo Yu's strength is so terrifying? I couldn't see it at all before." A senior brother on the side sighed.

"Brother, do you think it is possible for Brother Mo Yu to defeat Brother Eldest?" The young Taoist asked hopefully with a blink of his eyes.

"Tsk, that's unlikely. After all, Junior Brother Mo Yu joined the sect too late. Even if he has amazing talent, there's no way he can beat Senior Brother." Another Taoist priest next to the young Taoist priest spoke.

"Yes, Junior Brother Mo Yu hasn't even started learning the Cotton Palm after all. If both sides in this competition only used Wudang Changquan, Junior Brother Mo Yu would have been defeated." The senior brother who first praised Mo Yu's talent explained to the young Taoist priest.

"Even if we only use Wudang Changquan, there's no way we can win. Big Brother's internal energy is far deeper than Junior Brother Mo Yu's. If we continue to use up our strength, Junior Brother Mo Yu will weaken much faster than Big Brother. However, it's already amazing that we can fight to this point."

From the sigh on the face of this Wudang disciple, it can be seen that these words are absolutely from the heart.

Mo Yu had been in the training for less than three months, but he was already much stronger than when he first started training for three years.

Compared with Mo Yu, he felt that all his boxing skills over the years had been in vain.

Another two or three hundred moves passed, and the faces of several Wudang brothers who were commenting and explaining to the young Taoist priest became a little stiff.

"What's going on? Why hasn't Mo Yu's internal energy been exhausted yet? How could he possibly have so much internal energy?!"

Song Qingshu was dumbfounded.

After fighting for so long, his internal energy was almost exhausted, but Mo Yu still had some internal energy left.

This completely subverted his cognition!

He blocked Song Qingshu's punch with his horizontal arm.

Mo Yu was breathing rapidly, his skin flushed as if emitting streams of heat, like a steamed crab. In fact, his internal energy had reached its limit.

The internal force circulation that the hero Mo Yu painstakingly constructed within his body was already perfect, and Mo Yu's sudden enlightenment erased any artificiality and added a touch of naturalness.

Although it is still just basic internal energy without any special effects, the energy consumption caused by the operation of his internal energy is many times smaller than that of others.

The same amount of internal energy can support him to throw ten punches, but for others, it will be exhausted after three punches at most.

"Alright, there's no point in continuing this battle today, so let's end it here."

Seeing that the two men were exhausted and the intensity of the battle had dropped significantly, Song Yuanqiao directly spoke up to stop them.

After all, in his eyes, this battle was just to let Mo Yu understand his limits, and it had no other meaning.

Since Mo Yu has reached his limit, it is natural to speak up and stop it.

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Song Qingshu opened his mouth to say something but said nothing. Based on his previous personality, he would never talk back to his father.

After all, you don't even give your father face, so how do you expect other disciples to give your father face?

At this moment, in order to maintain his image, he can only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.

"Junior Brother Mo, you have excellent martial arts skills and have made rapid progress."

Song Qingshu almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

"Big Brother is still stronger. If we continue fighting, I will definitely lose. I have lost this battle."

Mo Yu bowed, his tone sincere and not sarcastic.

He had previously thought that Song Qingshu was just a small fry, so naturally he felt a bit contemptuous towards Song Qingshu.

But Mo Yu is a very realistic person.

Strong is strong and weak is weak.

He will not deny this reality. If you are weaker than me, don't blame me for looking down on you, but on the other hand, if you are stronger than me, I will naturally respect you.

In this battle, Song Qingshu's strength was recognized by Mo Yu.

Even if he is really a small fry in Jin Yong's world, Mo Yu, who is worse than a small fry, naturally has no right to look down on this person who is stronger than himself.

Faced with Mo Yu's surrender, Song Qingshu was obviously stunned.

The anger in his heart had been vented out in nearly an hour of fighting, and now he was able to maintain his usual decency.

Song Qingshu immediately wiped away the anger on his face and replaced it with a hypocritical smile. He turned to Song Yuanqiao, raised his hand and saluted, and said, "Junior Brother Mo's Wudang Changquan has reached perfection. According to the rules, he can now learn advanced martial arts. Please ask father to teach him the secret manual of Mian Zhang."

"it is good."

Song Yuanqiao nodded, took out a book from his sleeve, and began to teach earnestly.

"Cotton Palm is different from Wudang Long Fist. Wudang Long Fist originated from the military and focuses only on form, not the use of internal energy. Although this Cotton Palm is only the entry-level technique of my Wudang Internal Martial Arts, you must still remember not to rush into it. You must be cautious when practicing it and don't rush for success and become obsessed."

"Disciple will remember this. Thank you, Master, for the Dharma."

Mo Yu respectfully took the secret book with both hands. Now that his identity had been confirmed, he was not afraid of calling the wrong person.

And just when Mo Yu was living like a fish in water in the world of heroes.

Mo Yu, a hero who traveled back to the modern world, heard the sound of someone opening the door in the office next door.

He suddenly realized something.

"Oh no! I don't think I worked in this company before I traveled through time. What do I do now?"

The hero Mo Yu was dumbfounded.

If a colleague comes in to greet him, it would be fine for him to reply with "Good morning".

But damn, if he needs someone to coordinate work with him, where is he supposed to do it?!
While the people from this company haven't come to work yet.

Mo Yu hurriedly wrote a leave request and threw it on his desk, then ran out of the office building with his cell phone.

When Mo Yu ran to the street, he suddenly realized something.

Where the hell is my home? I don’t know where my home is!
The problem is that the phone is unlocked by fingerprint.

The payment password should be '******'.

Tsk, I guessed right. I've been using this password since elementary school, 4399. Even as an adult, I've never changed my payment password. I'm really like that. I glanced at my six-digit deposit on Taobao. Although it starts with 1, I shouldn't starve to death in the short term.

Seeing that things were not as bad as he had imagined, Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

After relaxing, his mind unconsciously began to continue thinking about the latest version of the basic framework of internal force circulation that he had spent a night perfecting.

Mo Yu, a group hero, originally planned to find a hotel to stay in and try to practice his latest achievements, but after walking a few streets, he found the 'Crouching Tiger Mountain Park'.

Not only is the scenery beautiful with mountains and water, but there are not many people.

Come to think of it, today is not a holiday and most people are at work at this time. This park is quite far from the residential area and there are not many old men and women taking a walk.

"That's it."

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, found a place under the shade of a tree with a mountain behind and water in front, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

Mobilize the internal force born in the body, flow it through the gaps between the internal organs, and create a path from nothing.

Qi is invisible and intangible, yet it exists in reality.

The human body already has ten major systems inside, and the internal force meridians, an acquired energy circulation system, can only be constructed using the remaining corners.

This is a great test of the framework design.

Because there are many places in the human body that seem to have gaps, but if you change the movement, these gaps may disappear with the movement.

This kind of place may be used in certain specific action moves when constructing a martial arts framework.

After all, martial arts moves only require a moment of exertion.

However, the meridians of internal energy cannot be laid here, because the meridians of internal energy will always exist in the body after they are constructed.

The creator of internal energy must construct a system that can spread to every corner of the body without affecting the original system in the human body, and must also leave room for future martial arts moves.

It can be said that if one does not have sufficient knowledge of the human body and sufficient understanding of internal force, a kind of human energy, then this kind of technical work will really only cost human lives.

This is also the reason why the martial arts of the major sects in the martial arts world can usually defeat the independent martial artists.

It’s not that the sect disciples’ talents are higher than those of the wanderers in the world, but the difference in foundation is so great that they are not on the same level.

The founder of a sect is usually a great master, and the internal force framework he created is extraordinary.

There are also generations of younger generations in the sect who continue to improve and repair the edges bit by bit.

The martial arts techniques that were eventually passed down to later generations were not all god-level, but their flaws were generally very minor, the kind that you might never encounter in your lifetime.

And what about Jianghu Sanren?

Or maybe Tietouwa relied on his talent to create his own martial arts.

Two out of ten died first, and then six became disabled.

There are only two left who will never make any progress in this life.

Perhaps he could make a name for himself somewhere in the martial arts world, and pass down his skills in the hope that they would be improved upon by future generations.

Or they are lucky enough to learn a certain set of skills by chance, but usually they cannot learn it completely.

If you practice half-guessing and half-guessing, your mortality rate will be lower than that of the iron-headed kid mentioned above.

Half of the ten people will die or be disabled, and the remaining five will depend on luck and talent.

If you are lucky and talented, you may be able to reach the level of a first-class master.

But how much hardship and tears were there? It is absolutely incomparable to the disciples of the major sects who directly complete the cultivation.

Not to mention that this is just internal strength, and we haven’t even talked about external skills yet!

If internal strength is the motherboard, then external strength techniques are plug-ins. They are a set of temporary internal force cycles embedded in the main framework of internal strength, and require a reserved interface in the main framework of internal strength.

The same set of Tai Chi.

Although you can use the Nine Yang Divine Art, the power you exert is actually not as strong as that of the Pure Yang Wuji Art.

This is not because the Nine Yang Divine Art is not powerful, but because it is not as compatible with Tai Chi as the Pure Yang Wuji Gong, not to mention the Tai Chi Divine Art.

Moreover, internal strength is essentially a multi-layer nesting doll.

All internal skills are based on the basic internal skills as the underlying framework, and then various functional special effects are applied on top of it.

The reason why Qunxia Mo Yu spent so much effort to build a basic framework for internal force circulation that perfectly suits his own is so that he can avoid making changes in the future. As long as he can make fewer changes to the underlying framework, his efforts will be worth it.

Wait until he learns more martial arts in the future.

Then his internal force circulation system has basically become a pile of shitty codes, layer upon layer.

At that time, if you want to change the underlying code, it is normal to spend ten or eight years in seclusion to modify a string of code.

This is also why the stronger one is, the harder it is to make progress and the longer each retreat lasts.

Because such strong people can no longer simply rely on nesting dolls and continuing to stack their skills to gain further strength, they must first improve the defects in their foundation.

It’s like building a high-rise building. You can’t use an inverted pyramid approach, with one square meter per floor on the bottom floor and one hundred square meters per floor on the upper floors, right?

Therefore, the heroes Mo Yu must pay attention to the construction of the foundation. Only by laying a solid foundation as much as possible can we avoid going back in the future.

It seemed as if his idea satisfied some unknown great god.

From somewhere in the darkness, it seemed as if a voice sounded beside the ear of Mo Yu, the hero.

"Qi transforms into the Three Pure Ones, the body can carry the Tao, the source is the innate Taoism, and the flow is the Laojun Dharma lineage."

Mo Yu, who had initially constructed the basic framework of the internal force circulation, opened his eyes in confusion.

A breeze blew across the lake, creating ripples.

He turned his head and looked around, but only saw two couriers in brown uniforms looking at him curiously, and the voice in his mind could no longer be heard.

"Strange, is this an auditory hallucination? What exactly is Qi·body·source·flow?"

The hero Mo Yu frowned and thought.

He always felt as if he had missed a very important opportunity.

This feeling made him inexplicably irritated.

But there was something indescribable lingering in his heart, hanging there, unable to go up or down.

He tried hard to recall, but he could not remember anything except this sentence.
(End of this chapter)